Saturday, October 24, 2020

S.E.X. Review~ Lacuna by N.R. Walker

A boychild swathed in green, a distinct tree-shaped birthmark on his wrist. A girlchild enveloped in red, marked with the three lines of the desert winds. A boy bundled in white, the koi mark on his wrist as defined as his shock of red hair. And a boychild wrapped in black, a raven his mark to serve his fate.

~ ~ ~

Twenty-five years ago, the hand of fate marked four newborns and sent them to the four corners of the Great Kingdoms. They were schooled and trained as rulers of their lands in preparation for the Golden Eclipse ceremony: a festival to celebrate a thousand years of peace and prosperity since the Great War.

Crow, ruler of Northlands, a skilled swordsman and expert tactician, is as reclusive and stoic as the mountains that surround him.

Tancho has spent his life in strict discipline, governing the Westlands with a fair mind and gentle hand. Quiet and unassuming, yet lethal in combat, he is the embodiment of the waters he lives by.

Yet the same hand of fate unknowingly linked Tancho to Crow in ways they cannot comprehend. Ruled by the stars, the brother sun and the two sister moons above them, and marked by an alchemical sorcery as old as time, their destinies were never their own.

As the eclipse draws near and the festival begins, word comes of another threat. Invaders from unknown lands bring a war no one was prepared for, and Crow and Tancho must decide on which side of the battle line they stand.

In life or death, their destinies will see them joined either way.


Lacuna by N.R. Walker was not what I expected and delivered so much more. The fantasy story by Ms. Walker kept me interested and enthused. I am usually not a fan of fantasy (especially when I need a glossary to understand the words), but Ms. Walker delivered enough familiarity to be able to follow without getting bogged down in then minutia.

Four children born and marked as rulers of the four ends of the world. Each must fulfill their destiny twenty-five years later on the great eclipse. What transpired was a fast-paced read of intrigue, mystery and “enemies to lovers”.  Crow and Tancho ruled their respective worlds until they finally met and their worlds collided.

Each man was self-assured in himself and the necessity to rule their peaceful kingdoms. The manner in which the author created an almost enemy to lover story was aptly delivered and only enhanced the turmoil each man went through.

I adored these characters as Ms. Walker allowed them to grow into themselves and their eventual love. Nothing appeared forced, but was seamlessly fluid. The secondary characters only enhanced the overall storyline, adding wit, suspense and even a dose of humor.

The world building created a synergy in the writing that crescendo as the story unfolded. Every time I read a Walker tale, I am gob-smacked at her ability to draw me in and keep me in the fold. I only hope to see more of these great warriors in the future.


Definite S.E.X.

A five-handcuff review 

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2020 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

Friday, October 23, 2020

S.E.X. New Release~ Lacuna by N.R. Walker


Lacuna | NR Walker

Genre: LGBT Fantasy/Gay Fiction

Release date: October 23, 2020

Tropes: Enemies-to-lovers, action and adventure, swords and sorcery, romance


Amazon Universal: http://mybook.to/Lacuna 


Synopsis:


A boychild swathed in green, a distinct tree-shaped birthmark on his wrist. A girlchild enveloped in red, marked with the three lines of the desert winds. A boy bundled in white, the koi mark on his wrist as defined as his shock of red hair. And a boychild wrapped in black, a raven his mark to serve his fate.

* * *

Twenty-five years ago, the hand of fate marked four newborns and sent them to the four corners of the Great Kingdoms. They were schooled and trained as rulers of their lands in preparation for the Golden Eclipse ceremony: a festival to celebrate a thousand years of peace and prosperity since the Great War.

Crow, ruler of Northlands, a skilled swordsman and expert tactician, is as reclusive and stoic as the mountains that surround him.

Tancho has spent his life in strict discipline, governing the Westlands with a fair mind and gentle hand. Quiet and unassuming, yet lethal in combat, he is the embodiment of the waters he lives by.

Yet the same hand of fate unknowingly linked Tancho to Crow in ways they cannot comprehend. Ruled by the stars, the Brother Sun and the two Sister Moons above them, and marked by an alchemical sorcery as old as time, their destinies were never their own.

As the eclipse draws near and the festival begins, word comes of another threat. Invaders from unknown lands bring a war no one was prepared for, and Crow and Tancho must decide on which side of the battle line they stand.

In life or death, their destinies will see them joined either way.


Excerpt:

Chapter One


The winter sun was at high noon, shining a spotlight on the two men sword-fighting in the open courtyard of the Northlands’ castle. Mirroring the rocky outcrops in the snowy landscape, black flags marked with a single white raven shimmered in the cool winds. Dark grey stone bricks gleamed as the sunlight turned icy frost into fleeting jewels, and the clang of metal on metal, grunts of effort, and bouts of laughter echoed skyward.

The broadsword grazed Crow’s cheek, the burn of sliced skin and a warm trickle of blood down his cheek made him smile. Soko paused for the briefest moment, horrified that he had struck his king. Crow used the moment of distraction and swung for his neck. Soko parried, and with another bark of laughter, the fight went on.

Plumes of steam escaped with every exhale, sweat cooled on heated skin. Crow’s dark hair was damp and clung to his pale face; his dark eyes sparkled with delight as they always did when he sparred with Soko. Friends since childhood, Crow trusted no one as he trusted Soko. Surrounded by consuls and guards and staff who abided by his every whim, he could count on Soko for his honesty and reason. He told him truths when no one else dared, and he never held back when they fenced or sparred, such as they were doing now.

Crow was bound by responsibility and duty, as kings often were. Even as a small boy, Crow had studied the ancient ways, the lore of his ancestors of the Northlands. Studied, trained, studied, trained when he’d have rather done anything else, and yet it was Soko who had willingly stood beside him. Brothers, even if there was not one drop of shared blood between them.

Soko’s hair was ashen blond and shaggy, his eyes blue and sharp. He had a smile of mischief and wit, a keen mind for learning and a keener eye for women, whereas Crow was dark and brooding, and his eye was drawn to the forms of men. Soko was free to act upon his impulses and there had never been a shortage of satisfied women in the Northlands’ castle, yet Crow had never been free.

Who wears the mark bears the crown . . .

Bound by responsibility and duty. And the birthmark on his wrist. Even the mere thought of it . . .

He hissed at the pain and dropped his sword, pulling at the leather wrist guard, fumbling to get the straps undone.

“What is it?” Soko asked, immediately concerned. “It itches still?”

“No,” Crow breathed. He finally pulled the guard from his arm and covered the birthmark with his cold fingers. “It burns.”

“Burns? What the—”

Just then, the heavy wooden doors to the courtyard swung inward. Soko spun into a ready stance with his sword raised to protect Crow, without fault, without question. The young messenger raised his hands in alarm, breathing hard, his eyes trained on the blade.

“What is it?” Soko demanded.

“Excuse me, my lord,” the messenger said, bowing his head to Crow. “A lone rider comes. At pace.”

A lone rider coming to the city was not uncommon. Villagers traded food and wares all the time. “What of it?” Crow asked, still clutching his wrist. “Why the urgency?”

The messenger swallowed hard. “The rider and horse bear the yellow flag of the Elders’ Consul.”

Soko lowered his sword and turned to Crow, his eyes wide and face ashen, for it could only mean one thing. 

The birthmark on Crow’s wrist continued to burn.

* * *

Dressed now in warmer clothes, Crow and Soko stood at one of the grand hall windows watching as the yellow-clad rider made his way through the gates of the castle. Crow had his guards meet the man, one taking his horse, one escorting the rider inside, out of view, knowing it would take several minutes for the rider to be brought to see him.

Crow held his wrist, trying to ignore the burn.

“It’s never caused you pain before,” Soko noted. “And I don’t think a visit from the Elders’ Consul is a coincidence.”

Crow winced again and Soko took his hand, inspecting the birthmark. It looked as it always had; dark against his pale skin, oddly beautiful and abstract, the clear form of a raven in full flight, its wings outstretched. The mark which showed Crow’s predestined fate appeared no different; though it had begun to itch at the last full moons, now it burned like fire ants crawling beneath his skin.

Crow tugged his hand away and pulled down his coat sleeve. “I’m fine, and make no mention of it in front of company.”

After a brief pause, Soko sighed. “It’s time, isn’t it? That’s what this means? The festival draws near.”

Crow gave a nod before the sound of approaching footsteps put an end to this conversation. The two heavy doors opened and a guard appeared and bowed his head. “My lord, messenger of the Elders’ Consul.”

He stepped aside and the visitor strode forward. He wore the Consul’s yellow tunic under a heavy coat of the same colour, with the four-pointed compass rose emblazoned upon his chest. He appeared slightly dishevelled and tired, though he bowed his head. He produced a scroll from inside his coat pocket and offered it to Crow. “My lord.”

Crow took the paper from him but did not open it. “Your name?”

“Roulant,” he replied quickly.

“You’ve ridden far.”

“Six days.”

It was perhaps a seven- or eight-day ride to the Elders’ Consul temple, and the ride itself was not an easy one. Northlands was mountainous, rocky roads, and deep snow; hard and brutal land, almost as hard and brutal as the men and women who called it home. Given this rider had done it in six days meant there was urgency. “You rode alone?”

“Yes, my lord. Four riders sent to the four quarters.”

The Great Kingdoms had long ago been divided into four quarters. North, of mountains and snow. West, of oceans and rivers. East, of jungles and forests, and South of desert sands and dunes. At its centre, was the Aequi Kentron; a huge moated temple of sorts, where the Elders’ Consul presides, upholding the law of the four lands and keeping score.

Formed a thousand years ago after the Great War, nine high priests protected the ancient ways and traditions, ensuring laws remained unbroken and territory borders intact. They overlooked the trade between kingdoms and ensured fairness at every turn, and the last thousand years had been peaceful and prosperous.

Steeped in history and tradition, and by definition the equal centre, Aequi Kentron was the heart of all four kingdoms.

Each of the four rulers was chosen at birth by the birthmark on their wrist. They would each rule their lands independently and in their own right, with their own laws and governance, yet there were some laws they could not ignore.

The law that stated when each ruler was beckoned, they would come.

The law was written when the Consul was established, that when the Brother Sun and the two Sister Moons aligned at the equinox, they would partake in the Festival of the Eclipse. They would abide with honour and with the dignity of the rank they held.

Crow was proud of his title, proud of his people, and he would lay his life down for his kingdom. And he should have been proud to be the chosen one in the time of the eclipse. Once every thousand years and it happened in his lifetime, his rule. Yet destiny was a weight like no other, and unease filled his belly for reasons he couldn’t put name to. The fact his birthmark now caused him pain was one he couldn’t ignore, and now with the news from Aequi Kentron, it could only mean one thing.

His time was now.

Realisation skittered down Crow’s spine like a cold spider. So, it was time. Every arrow of his life was pointed to this. He gave a reluctant nod and turned to the guard. “See this man to hot food and warm quarters, and see that his horse is tended to.”

Roulant’s gaze shot up to Crow’s. “My lord, I am thankful.”

“As am I.” Crow gave him a smile. “Eat and rest as you need.”

Roulant gave another nod of gratitude, and he was escorted out by the guard. Soko waited patiently as Crow held the scroll. There was a wax seal atop the Consul’s writing in old calligraphy ink.

King of Northlands

Crow slid his finger beneath the seal and unrolled the thick paper. At the centre top was the Consul’s four-pointed compass rose stamped in blue ink. The writing was impeccably neat, the strokes delivered with such importance not even the ink dared to bleed.

Your Royal Highness, King Crow of Northlands,

The Eclipse befalls on the Equinox in your twenty-fifth year.

Your attendance is formally requested at the Aequi Kentron one week before the Equinox, for the festival of the Golden Age.

We eagerly await your arrival.

Crow read it again, then handed it to Soko who read it, frowning. “What does this mean?”

Crow stared out the window at the snow-covered valley below, at how the blackened rocky crags tore raggedly through the serene whiteness looking like open claw marks in flesh.

“I ride for Aequi Kentron in two days,” Crow replied.

Soko’s eyes hardened. “You will not ride alone.”

Crow almost smiled at that. “I didn’t think I would.”

“And the eclipse?”

“A golden sun for a golden age,” he replied with a sigh, turning back to stare out the window. “My birthright is finally upon me.”

Soko’s voice was quiet, as though he dreaded to hear what he already knew. “What will you do?”

Crow took a long moment to answer. Was it fear or dread? Acceptance or resignation? “My choice in this was long ago removed,” he murmured, finally meeting Soko’s eyes. “I will attend their festival, and when all the fanfare and nonsense is done, I will return as if nothing has occurred.”

“It’s supposed to be a celebration,” Soko replied. “Yet it hangs over you like a dark cloud.”

Crow sighed. He would have quite happily been left alone for all his days, but this felt different. This felt ominous and he couldn’t explain why. “True metal does not fear the furnace,” he murmured.

It was a favoured Northlands saying, cited by the miners who dug ore from frozen mountains and by the blacksmiths who turned it into steel.

Yet Crow feared . . . something. He feared this festival and ceremony; he feared the change he felt would rise with the golden sun. He feared the unknown.

And he feared the greasy dread in his belly and the burn on his wrist that told him his life was about to change forever.


N.R. Walker Bio

N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance. She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

She is many things: a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words.

She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things… but likes it even more when they fall in love.

She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

She’s been writing ever since…


Keep up with everything NR Walker here: https://smart.bio/nrwalkerauthor/ 

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2020 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.





Friday, October 16, 2020

S.E.X. Review~ School and Rock by Scott & Locey


 

Buy Links: Universal Link

Length: 55,000 words approx.

Cover Design: Meredith Russell

Arizona Raptors Series

Book #1 - Coast to Coast - Universal Link
Book #2 - Across The Pond - Universal Link
Book #3 - Shadow and Light - Universal Link
Book #4 - Sugar and Ice - Universal Link

Blurb

When Colorado Penn finds an unexpected package on his front step, his life will be changed forever.

Colorado Penn is living the dream. Starting goalie for the Arizona Raptors when in season, lead singer for a hard rock band when summer rolls around. He’s the quintessential free spirit who’s making sure he enjoys all the carnal blessings of his athleticism, and gritty singing voice. Now the Raptors are moving into their first playoff appearance in years, but the arrival of an unexpected package means that hockey may have to take a backseat to something way more important. Instead of the usual undergarments from adoring fans, he finds a newborn baby with a small note tucked under her carrier, naming him as the father. He refuses to give up his daughter and is determined to be the kind of father he’d dreamed of having. But to keep Madeline, he’ll need help, and he’ll need it fast. Enter handsome emergency manny, Joseph. They may be opposites, but Colorado starts to see that Joseph’s stable, calm influence makes his chaotic lifestyle choices seem less appealing. There’s something about the man that soothes not only his infant daughter but also the wild child inside Colorado.

Joseph is one year away from getting his degree in planetary science, working cover shifts at the planetarium, and pulling in income with short term manny gigs. Stars collide as he provides emergency childcare for the wild man of hockey, a man who moves so fast through life that he doesn’t know how to stop. Homeless, and caring for his niece, Emma, fate brings Joseph into Colorado and baby Madeline’s life. Madeline is a sweetheart, and Colorado is trying his hardest to make the best decision for his baby girl. He offers his home and an indecent salary, to keep Joseph in his life until summer’s end. Colorado brings mysticism and metal to Joseph’s sanctuary of science, but somehow Joseph needs to tame this shooting star and create a family. Nothing in the contract said Joseph had to fall in love to make that happen, but when it’s time for him to leave, will the void in his heart ever heal, or will it remain as cold as space itself?


RJ Scott is a USA TODAY bestselling author of over 140 romance and suspense novels. From bodyguards to hockey stars, princes to millionaires, cowboys to military heroes to every-day heroes, she believes that love is love and every man deserves a happy ending.

Find RJ here: Amazon | BookBub | Facebook - Also, Never miss a release


USA Today Bestselling Author V.L. Locey – Penning LGBT hockey romance that skates into sinful pleasures.

V.L. Locey loves worn jeans, yoga, belly laughs, walking, reading and writing lusty tales, Greek mythology, Torchwood and Dr. Who, the New York Rangers, comic books, and coffee. (Not necessarily in that order.) She shares her life with her husband, her daughter, one dog, two cats, a pair of geese, far too many chickens, and two steers.

When not writing spicy romances, she enjoys spending her day with her menagerie in the rolling hills of Pennsylvania with a cup of fresh java in one hand and a steamy romance novel in the other.



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I have to admit that I always liked Colorado of the Arizona Raptors series, although his whoring ways tended to bug me, but….. and a big but…..I loved him in School and Rock in which he got his own story and authors Scott and Locey really dove into his life.

Colorado and Joseph may be my two favorite characters now of the bunch.

After learning he had a daughter, Colorado needed to change his ways, and fast. No longer able to party hardy or sleep with any willing body, he hired Joseph to take care of his new precious cargo- Maddie. Joseph jumped at the chance to earn lots of money for not only his schooling, but also to help his sister and small niece, of which he lived with.

The dynamics between the exuberant personality of Colorado and the shy nerdy one of Joseph was delivered in such a manner that at times I found myself laughing, smiling, crying, and downright cheering for the two men.

In School and Rock we saw a different side of Colorado. One that endeared me and made me root for his success with wooing Joseph. Yes, Colorado still had the same quirky sense of humor from previous books, but it was more refined and not misplaced.

I adored Simon, Alchemy, and little Emma- all characters that enhanced the storyline. With Emma, Maddie, and especially Joseph we got to see a different side of the playboy rocker goalie. Past characters graced the story, a plus always with me as a reader that Scott and Locey do not alienate their previous characters.

Overall, I thoroughly enjoyed School and Rock, and as far as a Raptors story, this may be the best one yet.

Definite S.E.X.

A five handcuff review

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2020 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

Saturday, October 10, 2020

S.E.X. Audio Review~ Blind Faith Narrated by Michael Pauley

Starting a new job in a new town, veterinarian Carter Reece makes a house call to a very special client.

Arrogant, moody, and totally gorgeous, Isaac Brannigan has been blind since he was eight. After the death of his guide dog and best friend, Rosie, his partnership with his new guide dog, Brady, isn't going well.

Carter tries to help both man and canine through this initiation phase, but just who is leading who?


I loved Blind Faith by N.R. Walker and even more so narrated by Michael Pauley. The storyline itself was wonderfully written- new love in the face of life’s dilemmas, and all the better by the narrator’s voice. An almost sweet innocence to Mr. Pauley’s tone when he spoke as Carter and a stubbornness as Isaac- a definite differentiation between the two.

Any book that inserts GSD’s or just dogs in general, has this reader hooked. I enjoyed the banter between the men as well as secondary characters Mark and Hannah. The eventual mutual attraction- a slow burn resonated throughout the story, even with Carter’s straight forwardness.

Michael Pauley did a wonderful job of bringing Ms. Walker’s book to life and I would recommend this book for a nice short trip with an easy vibe.

Definite S.E.X.

A five-handcuff review

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2020 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

Friday, October 9, 2020

S.E.X. Review~ The Sex Coach by Garrett Leigh

 




Cover Design: Black Jazz Design

Length: 61,000 words approx.

The teacher and the student. The stable hand and the single dad. First times and friendship turn to love.

Toby
There’s nothing attractive about a twenty-four year old virgin, especially not one who blushes every time a hot dude looks his way. But I can’t help the heat that ripples through me every time I see Cole Maguire. And the clench of my heart when I realise how unhappy he is. He’s a city boy with a baby on his hip—we have nothing in common—but if he can teach me how to own my sexuality, perhaps I can teach him he’s worth loving.

Cole
I don’t like horses. But I love my daughter, and there’s nothing I won’t do for her, including leaving the city for life on a farm. I’m ready for that, but I’m not ready for blushing stable hands who make my heart race and my blood run hot. Toby has no idea how beautiful he is. I can teach him that, if he can handle the heat, but after one night with him…damn.

Maybe it’s me that has a lot to learn.

The Sex Coach is an MM summer romance with first times, a virgin stable hand, a single dad pilates teacher, and guaranteed happy ending.




Garrett Leigh is an award-winning British writer and book designer.

Garrett's debut novel, Slide, won Best Bisexual Debut at the 2014 Rainbow Book Awards, and her polyamorous novel, Misfits was a finalist in the 2016 LAMBDA awards.

When not writing, Garrett can generally be found procrastinating on Twitter, cooking up a storm, or sitting on her behind doing as little as possible, all the while shouting at her menagerie of children and animals and attempting to tame her unruly and wonderful FOX.

Garrett is also an award winning cover artist, taking the silver medal at the Benjamin Franklin Book Awards in 2016. She designs for various publishing houses and independent authors at blackjazzdesign.com, and co-owns the specialist stock site moonstockphotography.com with renowned LGBTQA+ photographer Dan Burgess.

Website: http://www.garrettleigh.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/garrettleighauthor/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Garrett_Leigh



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The Sex Coach by Garrett Leigh was a stand alone, but to get the full impact of the dynamics of the men living on the rescue horse farm, I would recommend reading the Skins Boxed series. As a reader and fan of Ms. Leigh, you will not be disappointed.

Toby worked on the farm for the better part of a decade. The stable boy and all-around handy man, this shy boy kept to himself and really knew nothing of love. That was until Cole moved to the farm as a physio instructor, a man with much baggage and little confidence in himself.

Both characters were so much more than the initial, it’s learning about sex for Toby and I’ll teach you for Cole. Ms. Leigh created flawed characters with inner wounds that ran deep enough to affect their everyday lives and encounters. The Sex Coach was a slow journey of acceptance and finding the one person who was made to calm your soul.

The patience both men had with each other was delivered aptly, yet with realistic bumps in the road. The secondary characters from previous books only added to the appeal of the overall storyline and kept this reader absorbed and intrigued.

A good Ms. Leigh book is one I won’t put done, and TSC hit all the marks.

Definite S.E.X.

A five-handcuff review 


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2020 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

Sunday, October 4, 2020

S.E.X. Review~ Now and Forever by Morticia Knight

Love was a lie. After living in darkness for so long, I’d despaired of ever being blessed by its grace. Until I met him. The man who showed me hatred doesn’t always win. The man who made me his boy.

My Daddy, for now and forever…


For Seth, life no longer means endless pain.

Joy greets Seth everyday as his bond with Daddy deepens. They’ve built a world together that represents safety and comfort, and he knows that Daddy will keep him for always. Seth’s trust in him has also left him feeling strangely curious. To his surprise, he discovers he’s eager to explore new kinks.

Malcolm now knows Seth was meant for him.

The curse of being alone has lifted, and Malcolm is thankful every day that he once again has love in his life. But Seth is more than just another boy. Seth is the other part of Malcolm he hadn’t realized was missing. In addition, his boy is becoming more open and adventurous in all ways. How could he be more fortunate?

Then unexpected tragedy strikes, and both men must face that forever sometimes means starting over…



It’s no secret that Daddy books are not at the top of my list, but if Morticia Knight wrote the book, then I’m in. The third installment in her Father series, Now and Forever was a wonderful ending to the start of a beautiful story. Malcolm and Seth found each other and began a very specific and special relationship which evolved throughout each story. The dynamics between the two were mutual consent and compassion; developed by the careful hand of the author.

A Daddy kink book is not a child-adult relationship, but one of shared respect and understanding, allowing one person to take the burdens of another. Ms. Knight gave the characters depth, which in turn convinced this reader of the believability of the story.

Seth was able to finally put his past behind him and move on fully in his life with Malcolm, making the story all the better. Seth’s vulnerability shone throughout, but more importantly, so did Malcolm’s, giving credence to the authenticity of each character.

A beautiful tale by an exceptional author.

Definite S.E.X.

A five-handcuff review


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2020 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

Saturday, September 26, 2020

S.E.X. Review~ Death Comes to Main Street by Felice Stevens writing as A.P. Eisen


In the sleepy town of Thornwood Park, something dark and ugly is brewing….

Detective Paul Monroe is investigating a routine string of break-ins when the case takes an unexpected turn. Merchants are receiving threats, and things might be more sinister than he originally suspected. Paul’s been on the receiving end of those warnings as well, but he brushes them off, not bothering to mention them to his partner, Cliff until Cliff himself is threatened.

In fact, Cliff discovers he’s been shut out of quite a few things and confronts Paul, who doesn’t understand the problem. The situation escalates quickly, leaving them at a crossroads, with Cliff conflicted and wondering if he’s an equal partner. Now Paul finds himself not only fighting for the people he’s sworn to protect, but for his relationship and the man who means everything to him.

When an unthinkable tragedy occurs, it’s a race against time to catch a killer who thinks he’s untouchable and has committed the perfect crime.

Only…nobody’s perfect.



The third installment in Felice Stevens’ (writing as A.P. Eisen), The Paul Monroe Mystery series, ~ recommendation~ read the books in order, so if you have not read Couldn’t Cheat Death or Diagnosis: Death, get them before reading Death Comes to Main Street. A wonderfully written murder mystery, Ms. Stevens outdid herself with smatterings of mystery, sexy characters, murder, sexy characters, and intrigue. Oh, and did I mention sexy characters?

Paul and Cliff are hot and sizzled my e-reader. I loved Paul’s natural tendency to care for those around him especially his work partner and his life partner. As a police detective, the ugly that Paul has seen has shaped the man he became. Warts and all, Paul’s good-natured soul left this reader happy and content. Cliff additionally was a driven man who yin-ed to Paul’s yang. Cliff was the calm in a storm who tempered Paul and gave him purpose.

Strong topics permeated the story- hate- and the ability for those to try to eradicate people because of their differences. Ms. Stevens kept true to the subject matter, not sugar coating it, but allowing it to evolve.

The secondary characters added spice to an already heated book. Paul and Cliff’s neighbors kept me in good spirits.

And then Ms. Stevens delivered the zinger in the very last line of the book. The mystery is truly not resolved, and we must patiently wait for another story to unfold. I enjoyed this side of Ms. Stevens writing and my hope is that she continues to explore this endeavor.

Definite S.E.X.

A five-handcuff review

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2020 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.